The pirate leader jumped onto the deck, carrying a long sword that appeared to be made of high-quality iron, and on the body of the sword was engraved a row of words, which were ancient Quentin script, which translated into the imperial Chinese dialect was, "The brave are fearless."

One of the sailors swung his short knife at the pirate leader, but before he could slash at the opponent, the pirate leader swung his long sword, and the sharp sword split the sailor's short knife in two, and then the sword continued to move, splitting the sailor's shoulder in half, and blood flowed on the deck.

"Ping-pong." The pirate leader kicked the corpse over the deck, blood splattering on his leather armor, making the already murderous pirate leader look more like a beast at this point.

"Back off, back off." Bruce clenched the sword in his hand, looking at the pirates who were approaching step by step, he swallowed unconsciously, is his life about to end in this sea?

Bruce and the others shrank their defenses, and they fended off the pirates' attacks with the cabin as they centered, and Eve fired arrows from time to time, and the pirates and sailors gradually became a stalemate.

"We should get rid of the dust." Stukov, holding a horn-shaped dagger in his backhand, complained to Bruce.

"I talked about important supplies for this." Bruce said unceremoniously, his eyes fixed on the pirates who formed a shield wall with round shields, these cunning pirates were waiting for the moment when the sailors had a psychological breakdown, and they would use their shields to rush in, which was the time of death for Bruce and the others.

"My lord, will we die here, or will we become slaves?" Edward grasped the sword in his trembling hand and said to Bruce.

"We're not going to die." Bruce wasn't sure that although he was a traverser, he didn't know if he would die in the sea, but he still encouraged Edward and the sailors.

Suddenly, Bruce remembered a scene from the movie, and he swallowed and foamed at the foam, not knowing if it worked, but Bruce decided to take a gamble.

"These damn bastards." The pirate leader looked at his dead and wounded brothers, and his heart burned with rage, and he decided to kill all the people in the boat.

When the pirate leader raised his sword and was about to give an order, the pirates would use their round shields to charge at the sailors, when suddenly Bruce waved a white linen handkerchief and strode between the sailors.

"I ask for negotiations." Bruce raised his white handkerchief and shouted to the pirates.

"What?" Hearing Bruce's voice, the pirates who had raised their round shields to attack looked at each other.

"Negotiate, hahaha, you coward." The pirate leader laughed, and he pursed his lips in disdain, ready to swing his raised sword down, but Bruce's words stopped him.

"I'm a nobleman, I'm a member of House Locke, lord of Glinton, and I ask for negotiations." Bruce shouted his name and took out his dry flag and waved it, although the pirates didn't know what the Locke family was, but the still bright flag showed that there was really a nobleman on this ship.

"Aristocrats?" The pirate leader's brows furrowed, he knew that robbing the nobles would be a bit troublesome, but it was nothing, as long as he killed and threw it into the sea, no one knew who did it, and it didn't matter if he faced the honor hunt of the nobles.

[White Sugar Tips: Noble honor hunting, refers to the bloodthirsty revenge of the entire family against the other party after a member of the noble family is killed, reaching the point of endless death, until one party is soft or eliminated]

"There is no valuable cargo on this ship at all, only some volcanic ash, and even if you kill us, we won't get anything." Bruce said to the pirates.

"What?" When the pirates heard Bruce's words, they all started talking about it, they were not afraid of death or murder, but if they didn't gain anything, the pirates wouldn't do it.

"Don't listen to his nonsense, the cabin is so pressed, and it's only filled with dust, do you think we're fools?" The pirate leader said with a sneer, he didn't believe Bruce's words at all.

"I have a good solution to the current impasse." Bruce saw that although the other party was still aggressive, he had already entered the negotiation routine, so he said while the iron was hot.

The pirate leader's brow furrowed, he wanted to kill this clever nobleman with a sword, but he couldn't ignore the feelings of the other pirates, if the whole ship really contained only a few volcanic ashes, then his prestige among the pirates would be shaken.

Strangely, the pirates are the most peculiar, and even the chosen pirate leaders must listen to the opinions of the majority.

"I, Bruce of House Locke, Lord Glinton am willing to be your captive until my retainers bring a ransom, and of course you can see what is of value on this ship, provided that you promise peace." Bruce asked the sailors to get out of the way and made an inviting gesture into the cabin.

"Bruce."

"Your Lord."

"Are you crazy?"

As soon as Bruce's words fell, the huntress Eve, Edward, and Stukov were all surprised that they didn't expect Bruce to take him hostage.

The pirate leader agreed to what seemed like a good suggestion, and the ransom offered by the nobles was usually very objective, which was much easier than the bloody robbery.

"Dengdenden." The pirate leader stepped down the wooden staircase, he was surprised to see that the entire cabin was covered with volcanic ash, like ordinary cargo under the cabin, the pirate leader was a little unconvinced, thinking that this was some kind of cover-up, so he clenched his sword and stabbed the dust heap, but he got nothing but the dust raised, and the dejected pirate leader had to escort Bruce onto his ship.

"Eve went back and asked Anne to raise the ransom to save me." Bruce said to Eve, but he lip-synced when facing Eve's back to the pirates.

As the pulp lapped against the sea, the pirates' narrow wooden ships gradually moved away from the Pegasus, and Bruce sat on the boat and watched his companions go away, loneliness and fear welled up in his heart, and in order to dispel the feeling, Bruce sang loudly.

"The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying, Weijia is returning to his hometown, and the Ande warriors are guarding the Quartet~~~."

Han Gaozu Liu Bang blurted out a gale song, the familiar rhythm of Chinese was catchy, gradually calming the fear in Bruce's heart, and at the same time, a heroic feeling filled his chest.

"What is he singing?" The pirates were dumbfounded, and they looked at the strange hostage, and the average captive would tremble at this time, but Bruce's singing was filled with a rough atmosphere.